See part one to catch up if you don't know the story.
Well,I did it. I was quite nervous traveling to the Mil, and 5 mins before we arrived him indoors wants to ring and put Baza in the crate before we get there. I said no, I want to see if I can cope without that happening. I was over ruled as the dog can get excited when people arrive.
I was told when we got there that he hardly goes in his crate now and doesn't like it in there, but it wasn't said with intention but I felt bad anyway.
30 minutes later when bacon butties had been demolished. Baza came out of the crate flapping around, said hello and then trotted off to lie down.
He came back in the room later and flopped down by my legs and generally ignored me.
I felt very relaxed and happy to stay there for three hours.
I'm very chuffed with myself, and I have no fear of going back again, without him going into his crate at all.
I didn't give him a doggie treat in the end.
So moving onwards and upwards, I'm going to seek help to overcome my phobia once and for all.
Large dogs still freak me out as do dogs off the lead, in open spaces.
Thank you Ladies for all the support ( some exceptions) you gave me. It made me feel more comfortable about going, even though I was still very nervous.
Brownie points all round and some form of chocolatey treat, especially for me. Xxx
